Chapter 69

Leaving Drake in the kitchen, Zoe walked down the hall and stopped in the middle of her bedroom. She should've known he'd figure out her reasons for not wanting to get involved. Between grieving over Heather and work, he'd not had the wherewithal the past few years to connect the dots.

God, and the look on his face when she'd told him she'd set up Brent as her POA. Like she'd daggered his chest. Did he seriously not understand she'd done that for him? So, if it came down to it, he wouldn't have to make excruciating decisions? Watch her forget, day after day, who her friends and family were as her mind rotted? Because, of everyone in her life, the blow would hit Drake the hardest.